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Thursday, May 17, 2012

Game 3 - Dodger Stadium

I’ve always wanted to go to a game at Dodger Stadium and
this would be a first for all of us. We were fortunate to have a connection
with Tommy LaSorda, so our seats were going to be pretty good. Plus, they were
celebrating the 50th anniversary of the Stadium itself, and LaSorda
and The “Bulldog,” Orel Hershiser, were honored before the game. It was pretty
cool to see and everyone was given a Hershiser bobble head as they entered the
park.

We arrived about two hours before game time so we would have
ample time to check out the entire stadium. Parking a motor home was a bit of a
challenge as the hills around Chavez Ravine are a bit difficult to navigate,
but we managed. After we picked up our tickets at the player will call, we
finally went in to check out Dodger Stadium. Immediately, there was a special
feeling to the place. First, it’s just a beautiful setting. The views to the
outfield are some of the best I’ve seen in a park. Secondly, the place had a
certain swagger about it. Granted, the team is playing well right now, but this
felt much deeper. You knew there had been some pretty special things that have
happened here. I thought to myself, if Albert was going to come west, he picked
the wrong team.

At first pitch, the crowd was pretty thin. True to form, the
fans started rolling in at the end of the first inning. I would think this had
more to do with LA traffic than anything else, because by the end of the game,
the place was packed. It was a beautiful night for a game, and if I lived in
LA, I would be at Dodger Stadium often. Magic Johnson and the rest of the
ownership group sat in the front row and seemed to be enjoying their $2 billion
investment. I hope they have some cash left to sign a few free agents. If so,
this could be a really fun team to watch.

Because
of the rich tradition, and beautiful views to the outfield, my Dad gave Dodger
Stadium:Because
we had to be in San Diego for a 3:00 PT game the next day, I wanted to drive
out of the city as far as I could to avoid the traffic in the morning. We made
it to Oceanside, CA to a Walmart and just as we were getting settled, security
told us no overnight parking was allowed. At midnight, this isn’t exactly what
you want to hear, but we were in luck. There was another Walmart five minutes
away and it even had a Chick-Fil-A in the parking lot. Things were looking up…